The passion of love has need to be productive of much delight; as where it takes thorough possession of the man, it almost unfits him for anything else.
The lover who is certain of an equal return of affection, is surely the happiest of men; but he who is prey to the horrors of anxiety and dreaded disappointment, is a being whose situation is by no means enviable.
Of this, my present experience gives me much proof.
To me, amusement seems impertinent, and business intrusion, while you alone engross every faculty of my mind.
May I request you to drop me a line, to inform me
when I may wait upon you?
For pity's sake, do; and let me have it soon.
In the meantime allow me, in all the artless sincerity of truth, to assure you that I truly
am, my dearest Madam,
your ardent lover, and devoted humble servant
An amazing, compelling, thought-provoking soul~ "the quintessential man!"
Ahh! to be adored within such authenticity and passion! Sign Me Up!
Be calm, only by a calm consideration of our existence can we achieve our purpose to live together- Be calm- love me- today-yesterday-what tearful longings for you-you-you-my life-farewell. Oh continue to love me-never misjudge the most faithful heart of your beloved.
My rage is gone;
And I am struck with sorrow, Take him up.
Help, three o' the cheifest soldiers; I'll be one.
Beat thou the drum, that it speaks mournfully:
Trail your steelpikes, Though the city he
Hath widow'd and unchild'd many a one,
Which to this hour bewail the injury,
Yet he shall have a noble memory. Assist.
June 19, 1836
My beloved angel,
I am nearly mad about you, as much as one can be
mad: I cannot bring together two ideas that you do not interpose yourself between them.
I can no longer think of anything but you. In spite of myself,
my imagination carries me to you. I grasp you, I kiss you, I caress you, a thousand of the most amorous caresses take possession of me.
As for my heart, there you will always be~ very much so.
I have a delicious sense of your there. But my God, what is to become of me, if you have deprived me of my reason? This is a monomania which, this morning, terrifies me.
I rise up every moment saying to myself, Come, I am going there!" Then I sit down again, moved by my sense of my obligations. There is a frightful conflict. This is not life. I have never before been like that. You have devoured everything.
I feel foolish and happy as soon as I think of you. I whirl round in a delicious dream in which in one instant I live a thousand years. What a horrible situation!
Overcome with love, feeling love in every pore, living only for love, and seeing oneself consumed by grief, and caught in a thousand spiders' threads.
O, my darling Eva, you did not know it. I picked up your card. It is there before me, and I talk to you as if you were there. I see you, as I did yesterday, beautiful, astonishingly, beautiful.
Yesterday, during my whole evening, I said to myself "she is mine!" Ah! The angels are not as happy in Paradise as I was yesterday!
Honor'e de Balzac (1799-1850)
I awake consumed with thoughts of you. Your image and the memory of the intoxicating pleasures of last evening have left my senses in turmoil.
Sweet, incomparable Josephine, what strange effect you have on my heart. Are you angry? Do I see you looking sad? Are you worried?... My soul aches with sorrow, and there can be no rest for your lover;
but is there still more in store for me when, yielding to the profound feelings that overwhelm me, I draw from your lips, from your heart a love which consumes me with fire? Ah! It was last night that I realized how false an image your portrait gives!
You are leaving at noon; I shall see you in three hours.
Until then, my sweet love, a thousand kisses; but give me none in return, for they set my blood on fire.
Sing!... and Sing! Often... and in Gerry's most eloquent words in Viking Horns and funny boots~
"REMEMBER THE FACE THEN!!"
We do every day, Gerry.. Every LEGENDARY day!
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